Trip Jacket Marauders

They don't want beef we war like veterans Name one guy DZ not better than All of them try, but i'm sick no medicine Tokin' on a spliff go straight to the head again Aus Eminem that's what they say Total destruction I spit Death Rays Bitch I be Freiza, i'm meaner I spit like this just to fuck up deameanours I mean it Trust Who you think 'boutta run the whole damn game Like 'heard of this cunt?' That's what they say when they playing my stuff But then playing your shit like we all heard enough Pack it up like they thought i'm the plug Abortin' their mission do not fuck with us Pitbull i'm vicious, i'm carvin' 'em up With the missles that hitting turn cities to dust Uh We never discuss how I wrap 'em all up like a wonton does DZ so Raw like a Swanton Bomb Or when you fuck with no condom on Top of the game but I get no props Say our name and you hear a pin drop Seein' red in the ring like a broken Xbox Yeah Like a broke Xbox Hit 'em with a left-down, right-down, left-down, X, Y, B to the chest, i'm mean And I come through clean Get a check, no stress Yeah Never see me be stressin' hit 'em with a flow That could never be messed with It's DZ always keepin' it reckless TJM not the ones to be messed with Yeah Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye Aye TJ marauders the sheep to the slaughter They saw the Great White don't go in the water Shit getting crazy over the borders Got 'em all panic their windows get board up This military orders i'm general son Never saw where in the hell they come from Hittin' these steeze like pokies at any pub They don't really see the talent that we got No, no, no, no, no Put 'em in a line brrrt Tik-Tak-Toe Got 'em all froze 'cause the bars so cold Really boutta blow by the shit i'm told Yeah By the shit i'm told looking at shit as it unfolds Grabbin' on tight and I don't lose hold Patterns that I write couldn't be foretold Yeah Aye Aye Aye Better not talk you fuck with the veteran All of these drugs they talk about peddelin' I don't really think they are what they mentionin' Try to shape up impressin' their bretherens Never let up I drain all their oxygen I'mma take off and pop at their head again Got 'em lost like a crook cop's evidence We the boss you run out of relevance We nonstop 'til the game gon' let us in Drop bombs like the shit from pelicans Pop off if they thought any diferrent Take charge 'cause we are so militant And these bars are the par for the team i'm in And this hard but they still aren't listenin' Yeah